A man conceived a moments answers to the dream,Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,A movement regained and regarded both the same,All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.

Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.Between the picture of time behind the face of need,Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.Oh.

Turn round tailor, coins andAssaulting all the mornings of the crossesInterest shown, never knowPresenting one another to the cord, their fruitless worth;All left dying, rediscovered cords are broken,Of the door that turned round, locked insideTo close the cover, the mother earth.All the interest shown, they wontTo turn one another, to the sign hide, hold, they wontAt the time tell you, watching the world,To float your climb. Watching all of the world,Watching us go by.

And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,And you and I reached out for reasons to call.